Painful Love (MC fanfiction)

12 | Naughty

MICHAEL'S POV

"Merry Christmas!" Everyone screamed in unison.

I sighed in content, my smile fading away. It was a reminder that there was only 6 days left until the new year starts.

"Merry Christmas, bruh." A drunk Ashley said to me. I chuckled, using my two fingers to tilt her chin up. I stared into her bloodshot eyes as she started to uncontrollably giggle.

"Merry Christmas, Ashley." I said back, leaning in to kiss her. She placed her hand in front of her mouth, pushing my lips away. "Boys have cooties."

She pouted then burst into a fit of giggles. She never stopped giggling and she kept complaining how her stomach hurt from laughing so much.

"Then stop laughing, babe. There's nothing funny here." I laughed at her.

"There is something funny." Before I could ask what, she booped my nose. "That's funny. What is that?"

"My nose." I laughed a bit harder. She smiled at me, cupping my left cheek.

"If you're laughing, something's funny." She whispered. Her breath reeked of alcohol so I pushed her away slightly. She started giggling and nibbling on my fingertip.

"How many have you had to drink?" I laughed at her.

"I dunno." She said in a high-pitched voice, taking a huge gulp from her beer bottle. I snatched it away from her, setting it to a table behind me. "It's not much, I promise."

"Yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes at her, pulling her to a doorway. We stood there, watching the party around us.

"Oi!" Someone shouted. We instantly drifted our eyesight to that someone. It was my cousin. "You're under a mistletoe!"

We both looked up simultaneously to find that there was, in fact, a mistletoe hanging above our heads. We looked back down at each other at the same time and burst out laughing.

"You can't break the misteltoe rules!" She shouted again. "Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!"

Soon, the whole room chanted for us. She looked at me and grinned sheepishly. I shrugged and kissed her softly. Every kiss meant something to me. I definitely regret my first kiss since it wasn't with her.

They cheered as we kissed. She pulled away hesitantly, pecking me quickly once more.

"Can I talk to you?" She asked me. Her words weren't slurred, so I guess she was starting to sober up. "In private."

She started giggling again. Guess not.

"Of course." I said, wrapping an arm around her waist and escorting her to a vacant bedroom. I locked the door behind us. The second I turned to her, she smashed her lips against mine.

I tried to supply passion and love into the kiss because all she was putting in was drunkeness and lust. I tried to pour my love into the kiss once again but it was impossible from the amount of lust she was putting in.

I decided, screw it, and kissed her back hard, one hand behind her head and the other on her hip.

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ASHLEY'S POV

I groaned, sitting up slowly. I had a major hangover. I was comfortable, at least. I looked down at my attire to see that I was wearing an oversized Bob Marley shirt and a pair of cozy boxers.

I stretched, but my fist collided with a sharp jaw. I heard a cry of pain right after, and I looked to see that Michael was clutching his jaw in pain. He was not wearing anything.

"What the fuck?" I growled at him.

"Don't get sassy on me, you were the one who punched me in the jaw." He snapped back.

"Ugh." I fell back onto the bed. "Did we hook up?"

I grew worried and panicked. I couldn't just have sex and hook up like that. I just couldn't. I wouldn't anyway. Right?

"No." He shook his head.

"Then why are you naked?" I asked, for further curiosity.

"Because someone was selfish and only wanted her own pleasure." He rolled his eyes, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Oh." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Why did we stop?"

"Suddenly, you couldn't hold it back anymore. Then you blurted out, 'Virgins do it best. And I want to give you the best sex'. I asked if you were a virgin and all you did was nod and laugh. I stopped there, knowing you wouldn't wanna waste your first time to something shitty like that." He explained. I blushed at first but then gawked at how thoughtful and caring he was.

Then I grew curious and confused again. "How do you remember?"

"I wasn't as drunk as you were. Which probably is why I'm not suffering a hangover. At least, not as bad as yours right now." He shrugged.

"You weren't drunk?!" I yelled.

"Not an ounce." He replied, smiling smugly at me.

"Fucking hell." I hit my head against the headboard, not even regretting the pain that coursed through my - already throbbing like hell - head.

We shared a few moments in silence before he spoke up again. "How are you okay with all this?"

"Are you referring to last night or this whole situation of us?" I asked in a joking manner.

"Everything." He said breathlessly. "Just everything."

"Well, I don't really know." I shrugged. "If I was looking into my future as a 15 year old and I saw me doing this, I would definitely be outraged and call myself slutty and whatnot. But now I just... I... I don't know."

And it really was the truth. I didn't know.

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Hello friends, it's Hanim.

If you know who's intro that is, I am in love with you. I am going to marry you in the split second you press that arrow to comment.

Also, MERRY CHRISTMAS YA FILTHY ANIMALS.

Hope you guys have a great time. Here's what happened to me:

Random: What's the first thing you did on Christmas?
12:07

Me: Cry
12:08

Random: Why?
12:08

Me: I wanted to wish Louis happy birthday. But today was a really busy day with the delayed airplane and shitty Internet. I wanted to post but it was already like fucking 11:47PM and I was freAKING OUT then it WOULD NOT SEND so I cried
12:08

Random: Uhm, ok bye *sprints away*

25th December 2015
1:53AM

I just finished editing it because my brother's girlfriend found my account (I know, how embarrassing) and I had to delete some... scenes. And so it took off about a thousand words, so sorry if this chapter seems shorter.

20th October 2016
11:22AM